Friday, December 10, 2010

Popeye's Got Nuttin On Me ~ AR AR AR AR AR

I went to the doctor today and he shot me full of steroids so I could breathe again then he scheduled all my tests for next week and the next thing ya know I was feeling great so I came home and cleaned my house for like a million hours and I wasn't even tired but I strangely seemed full of more energy than I have ever had in my life like I had just downed a million cups of coffee and then Bob came home and was blown away by how clean the house is and how happy I am and how great dinner was and how all the Christmas presents are wrapped and under the tree but he mentioned he thought I might need to have my battery removed for the night because I was scary with this much energy and all my incessant chattering was making him feel like his head might explode but that just proves how weird he is so I think I need to go clean the barn now. The end.

I have a chicken coop in desperate need of cleaning if you need something else to tackle. I promise to clear away the four feet of snow standing in between my house and the coop if you are taking me up on my offer!Kate

Why Butts and Ashes?

No, I am not a smoker although I have given it consideration during times of great stress. I was bemoaning to a friend one day that my life seemed to come down to two things, butts and ashes. Having somehow been elected the family caregiver for most of my life, I can assure you, I have seen a great deal of both.
So, this blog is about just that.....life and loving the people in it.....from end to end.